So. I just wrote this. It's an assignment for my English class. We're studying "realistic" writing during the Civil War period. The assignment was a "War Poem", only modernized. I write abstract poetry, and usually it's free-verse, but this time I happened to make it rhyme in ABC scheme. I think it's okay, but eh.[hr]
Sandstorm
Field of corpses, skies ablaze,Devils and Demons circle amidst the haze,I hide, away from their deadly gaze.To my left, comrades writhing in pain,To my right, a dune of the fallen and slain,Despite their heroism, it was all in vain.The cry of our leader, “Move forward!”,But I remained in stone, having not heard,From the edge of my sight, it was absurd.It was the last thing I saw,My squad staring in awe,Too slow on the draw.My vision blurred and went to black,My perception I just happened to lack,A hostile, far in the back.The Demons drew near,Mocking my fear,Everything I held dear.All was as black as the Demons nest,I was off to become as the rest,In the violent tempest.A Sandstorm.